A Wavering Step

          A Wavering Step

Trembling, I cautiously advance
Gingerly, my hands escape its grasp
Recoiling, my head tilts to the ground
Awakening, I push myself
I must not give up

My eyes peer ahead
A glimmer regaining their stead
Looking up, the light is there
A stark contrast to the way I feel within

The light begins to expunge doubt
Settled, is the turmoil of my heart
Above, lies a hope I had never seen
I am a will be, and not a has-been

With regained confidence,
I turn away from bleakness,
My vision, clear, seeing integrity
At last I see that I can be me